We meet to part and part to meet The parting’s mostly bittersweet When one is absent from our space It leaves a hole one can’t replace When loved ones are called away To new horizons and can’t stay In the familiar anymore to remain We still miss them dearly clear and plain But there can be no regrets And we will nevermore forget The blessed tie that binds us still While they seek their calling to fulfill. Whether absent from the body Or absent from this place The tie that binds us transcends time and space. The ties that bond us are the stuff of grace. I want to go there, where we shall never part A place where new beginnings find their start Where memories and sweet endings dwell Together they say “All is well!” I want to go there to those places in the heart… We meet to part and part to meet The parting’s mostly bittersweet We miss what never mattered much When one is absent from our touch But there can be no regrets And we will nevermore forget The blessed tie that ...
Mary Ellen Vallonia Robards Ridgway, C. W., Mary Jane and Maggie Nora ca. 1870 The Bullitt County News March 8, 1907 BN The Children’s Corner My First School I was the oldest in a family of seven children, and after I began to arrive at the age of six years, it was a question of some importance as to how I was to be sent to school; we lived 1 ½ miles from the school house and no children came our way, so some plan had to be devised for me to have company. Now I had a cousin Joe who was a large boy and a fine manly fellow. So my Papa proposed to board him if he would go to school from our house and he let me go with him. He gladly accepted the offer. So the time came to go. I had looked forward to the time with a great deal of pleasure until the time actually came, and I began to feel curious about leaving home. I remember my Mama had fixed us a good dinner in a little new split basket. Fried pies, eggs, lean meat, preserves, etc., which was a great induce...
It was foretold in ages past of how the dead shall live How those who sleep deep in earth-dust shall wake Some will rise to life eternal, Some to endless shame (Daniel 12:2, Acts 24:15, John 5:29) And eternal torment in a fiery lake. So our dead shall live, their bodies rise -All those who dwell in dust Awake and sing, yea, sing for joy (Isaiah 26:19) For in this blessed hope we trust God will ransom us from Sheol- Draw our souls out from the grave (Psalm 49:10) Christ will revive us from the depths, (Psalm 71:20) By resurrection power raised. For then the tomb becomes a womb And to life anew gives birth We'll be transformed and be reborn Christ will raise the sons of earth Like seeds sown in a garden Like a simple grain of wheat That falls into the prepared earth Our fruit will much increase Like dry bones in the desert Barren spirits will be raised And all the relics of the fall Shall bend their knees in praise. The Lord will keep his promises Beyond this earthly death We sh...
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